Have you ever noticed how some people when they write, they write in ‘tid-bits’. Moments of life are ‘tid-bits’ that we experience in the realm of time, comes and goes fast, without any pre-empting or after-logs, the process happens one second at a time, and that’s just life.

That’s how we live our lives, one scene at a time.

James Patterson writes his books, one short scene at a time. I’m not usually a big fan of his, but I do like to read his work occasionally to remind myself that life happens just a few m moments at a time, and we don’t have to worry about the last chapter, because it comes eventually, no matter how many chapters are in the book.

After a two day visit, my Dad and my sister left for home today. I worry. I always worry, since I lost Mom, how many more visits. I wish I didn’t worry, but I do. I don’t know how many more visits we’ll have. Each one is special, precious and delightful. I love each visit.

So, each visit, I concentrate on the good stuff. Making the best of each moment, remembering the good moments, letting go of the bad ones, and simply acknowledging the nobody’s perfect. We love. We hurt. we live. Life happens around us.

This visit, I noticed the laughter. I treasured the moments. I held onto the ‘see ya in a few weeks’ promises and let the tears wash away the worries while I concentrated on laughter.

I. Love. Life.

James Patterson, you inspire me to write the moments.